Where am I now? I am sitting in my room writing this on my computer. My computer is sick. Two hard-drives have gone down. I have probably lost a lot of my precious writing. At least it is precious to me. I am writing this on my blog to stop myself from thinking about that too much.
So – to assess my position:
I have written about fifty books. I have two that were properly published with Oxford University Press. I have a number that should have been published but fell at the last hurdle. I have twenty five self-published on Createspace and Kindle. I have twenty five more to rewrite or complete.
My book on Nick Harper is coming out with the boxset next year. I have worked hard on it with him and feeling very happy with what has been achieved. It should be brilliant.
My book on my life around Roy Harper is complete and I have sent a copy to Roy. He says he’ll write a forward. That would be brilliant. If he does it will be out next year too.
I have a fourth book of poems that is about a third of the way to completion.
I have a Sci-fi novel from the seventies that I am rewriting and am a quarter of the way through.
I have a book of anecdotes, writings, stories and tales that is about halfway through.
I have a book on Rock Music that is highly original and may be my best book yet. I have completed the first chapter and mapped it out. That is exciting me.
I have a novel about a flat in London. I have the characters and have written the first chapter. It could be good.
I have a collection of my short stories but it is only about a third of a book’s worth.
I have two other book ideas floating in the back of my head.
I have part 2 of my 573 Greatest Albums to write. I’ve got all the titles sorted.
I have Part 2 of my Rock Tributes to write. I have all the artists organised,.
There aren’t enough seconds in the day. I don’t know how long I’ve got. It could be over tomorrow. I haven’t got the energy I used to have.
I have other things I want to do. I want to travel, have time for friends. I have children and grandchildren.
It is stressful.